We’re going on 40 plus hours of rain which made me marvel at Noah’s journey. It feels as though we shall float away.
Being stuck inside is probably a blessing as I have been cleaning out the storage room. How can it even get so disorganized? I’m not in there that often?
On a bright note, I did see an encouraging sign yesterday as I drove to my errands. A high school student was walking with an umbrella and wearing a raincoat.
Hope springs eternal!